Vacation Bible School

Vacation Bible School, I was so excited for the kids to attned.  I remembered going as a child and wanted Jory to experience it to, but I never could find one that was in the evening.  Who are all these parents who are free from 9AM – 12PM during a work week?  But praise God, the church we attend AWANA at was having evening VBS.  It started earlier than AWANA so some things had to be tweaked to make it work.

I had to go into work an hour early which meant everyone had to wake up earlier so we could get out the door and I could be at work by 8AM.  That’s a feat in and of itself.  We got out the door.  I made it to work on time.  I left work at 4:30 to rush to the school to pick them up.  The clock was ticking away.  They piled in and off we went to VBS at a safe, but speedy speed.  We arrived at the church early.  Yippee!!!  But finding a park was difficult since the church’s parking lot, our usual parking place, was turned into registration land for VBS.  We found a park on the side street and we were good to go.

I got the kids’ name tags, got them to their appropriate classes filled with the AWANA friends and some newbies.  I was impressed by Jory’s class.  Not only were their leaders, but there were junior leaders assigned to help the leaders.  That was pretty cool to see the kids too old to attend AWANA still participating and helping out. 

Off to the parents’ house for dinner after seeing Jory safely to his group.  Yes, the church had prepared dinner for the parents.  I was nervous walking over there by myself, until I saw in the kitchen my cooking crew from AWANA.  Yes, people I know.  I sat at the table with them and we caught up with each other and enjoyed the delicious meal.

The pastor spoke to the parents about being a pastor’s kid, himself, and how the church was big into the church ministry because he remembered what a strong influence church activities had on him as a youth.  He talked about how blessed he was for his children to be playing with other children of believers and that if his kids had questions and asked their friends’ parents something, the answer was coming a fellow believing parent.  Pastor Jim is one cool cat.

After dinner and his talk, it was time to go pick up the kids.  I walked outside to see men with flashlights posted around the church to help people to get safely to their cars.  This church rocks!  I had been up since 4AM and I was tired.  I still had to get the kids home, fed, bathed, dressed for bed, and put them to bed.   Yikes!

We got home.  I quickly warmed the dinner I had prepared after returning from church yesterday.  I rushed them through dinner, through bathtime and teethbrushing time, hustled them into their pjs so I could collapse myself.  A week of this?  A whole week?  Yeah, something’s got to give.